I Have No Excuse

Chapter 13

Things were not going well to say the least. Prowl was still ignoring me. My archenemy was still an ass. Still refusing food and getting weaker. He even had Prowl trying to encourage him to eat now, but no. Still stubborn and refusing anything that could help him. Ratchet and Aid had decided on pulling them out to independently apply the supplements and boosters to their skin. It was really the only thing they could do at this point. Prowl wasn't going to be needing any more of it soon and pulling him out of the tank would set the other one off. So when we moved them we would just have to move them together and pull asshole out to be treated. So despite the fact that asshole was still asshole and Prowl was purposefully ignoring me I walked in with some pep in my step. Prowl glanced up briefly at my entrance with mild curiosity before my archenemy practically shot to his side. That however didn't bother me too much at the moment.

"Ya have no idea what's coming for ya." I smirked at the growling mer. "Ya have a special appointment with the doc in about... I'd say ten minutes."

Oh yeah he had no clue what was coming. I'd get some time with Prowl without interference. Asshole would be knocked out and too loopy to really do anything even when he got back. Things were looking up and this was going to be a regular thing for a while. Maybe I had nothing to do with this, but he didn't know that and I had no doubt he'd blame me for his misfortune anyway. This was great. Fish zero. Jazz one.

"Ya know I really hope they shove some food down your throat while you're in there too. Gives me some extra time without you here and maybe you'll be less... You."

I got a less than threatening snap. The show of fangs and the look of what I'd place as either hate or disgust was very ineffective. It might be worth more if I wasn't separated safely by a thick wall of glass. Then there was the fact that he looked half dead already. Prowl was looking between us. Even I could tell he was sick of our little arguments if you could even call them that.

"Ya know you'd be a lot scarier if ya didn't look like ya were about to keel over from starvation. Ya look like ya got thrown into a blender or something. Ya keep this up and you're gonna end up with a tube down your throat and strapped to a table with an IV in your arm."

He hissed at me. Scales puffing out in aggression to make him look larger than he was and pulling at wounds that struggled to heal.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't do that. I may not like ya, but come on some of those were healing. Keep ripping them open and you're never going to get out of here. Do ya Really want to see me everyday?"

My scolding didn't really do anything to help. Prowl however took it from there. A soft whistle and the larger one glanced back at him briefly before letting his scales fall back into place with a huff. He glared at me like it was my fault he had been scolded by Prowl. I just grinned at him and he bared his fangs again with another growl and hiss. Prowl glided down to rest on the floor of the bare tank with his pod member following closely. At least Prowl knew how to diffuse his pod mate. However the mildly at ease position didn't last as the door opened. Prowl didn't move as the other shot up again. He hovered over Prowl as he growled and struggled to keep track of everyone.

The calming solution mixed in with the water quickly it would only take a few minutes to start taking effect. It didn't last long, but it would be enough until he was taken to the docs. However despite that we were reminded over and over again that we were to be careful around the aggressive mer. To be aware of all his movements and what not. The same old story every time we dealt with him. Prowl looked like he was going to fall asleep while his pod member practically lay over him now. Prowl didn't look like he had a care in the world at this point and the asshole was fighting it like usual. It was kind of like he was trying to be mad, but he was failing rather spectacularly. We waited several more minutes before he was pulled out and wheeled down to the med bay.

"Well that's that. It went smoother than I thought it would." Arcee adjusted the collar of her wetsuit. "I thought he'd at least snap at us or something when we were securing him."

"Eh. Don't go questioning our blind luck. Just hope this keeps up for next time." Blurr responded. "Seemed too focused on blocking Prowl from us like always."

"... I think we have a name now at least. Cliff, Mirage, and I were discussing and we settled on a few, but Barricade seems to fit."

"Barricade? I still think Asshole works fine." I scoffed, but all I got was an eyeroll in replay.

"Well that's one less thing to worry about. See you on patrol later, Jazz." Blurr left us and I turned back to Prowl who was still a little lethargic.

"You're next, pal, but I doubt you'll give us trouble. I hope ya can talk some sense in your pod member before he gets himself killed." I sighed and Arcee decided to respond.

"You and me both. I doubt he can do much more than try and encourage him to eat. The rest of it is on Barricade. It's not his fault Barricades so stubborn."

"Maybe we'll get lucky and Ratch will force something into him while he's at it."

"I wouldn't put it past him. I'm actually surprised that he hasn't yet."